Luyện nghe bài hát U Mad (Young Luxenberg Club Edit)

Ooh I don't y'all either
Ooh don't wanna talk it
Ooh like I don't, like I don't know
Like I don't nobody
I guess I
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh oh you mad, huh?)

Oh oh, she gon' be mad Ain't that too bad, right?
catch that cab, right? Take back that bag, right?
I guess that she just go buy herself that purse
I'm back on my Chicago shit and this aint what you want. Shout out to Lil
I'm the villain, no really I'm just
Tryna these 20s, 50s, hundreds, millions, to the ceilin'
Mary, Mary all I need, pussy, money,
And all my in doubles, I'm at the DoubleTree
All I hear hoes callin' out wildin', on the like every day
We everywhere, any day and that the money say
No questions, no please, just on your knees
Blow, don't sneeze, bitch shut up, don't
Gasp, on the gas, 'til I crash, autopsy said that nigga
All to Allah, not Ramadan but these bitches fast
Fuck in the party, pull up her skirt, then
Who her? I forgot her

Ooh like I don't, like I don't know
Ooh like I don't, like I know nobody
Ooh like, ooh like I don't know
Like I don't know nobody, I don't know nobody
(Oh you mad, huh?)
I I don't
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh oh you mad, huh?)

go another lawsuit
In so much, man I should've went to law school
Everybody brawlin', it was all
'Til I hit the bartender with the
I don't fuck with dudes wearin' fake trues
I talked to 2 Chainz and he said, "tru"
I feel MJ, I'm in his shoes
I'm talkin' Montell Jordan, is how we do
Bust a nigga head and I lay low
These niggas ass-water, get the
She really bad, she a photo thot
I hire this bitch, she so damn good at Photoshop
That Lexapro got me drowsy a heart attack
I think they finally they got me where they want me at
I got seven emails in my inbox
What that I ain't callin' nobody back

Ooh like I don't, like I know nobody
Ooh like I don't, like I don't nobody
Ooh like, ooh like I don't nobody
Like I don't know nobody, I don't know nobody
I I don't
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh oh you mad, huh?)

I be catchin' too many stares this evening, God but God knows I'm on a roll
At the in Paris, still be on the block like a corner store
Ain't my fault you ain't the man, a plan, man it was planned
sleeping on me like long flights, I pop a Xan on the way to France
Paparazzi like, "oh that's him!", pour gin, let's get faded
like it's no tomorrow, what's today? I'm in the Matrix
Hater, please let me live my life, swear to God I be tryna do
But if she bad I might hit a bitch in the elevator like Ray
Uh, y'all pay the price, I pay the difference, just different
Save money, nothin' different, gunshots and jumpin' fences
Hold on I'm tryna get loose, please get shit confused
Ask Don C, I've lit, this 'Ye shit just lit the fuse
Now I'm on fire, everybody go (sshhh)
Like where was you last week? My nigga the was you hidin'?
Like I was laying on my arm I'm on my
South side, I'm down to start a

Ooh like I don't, like I don't nobody
Ooh I don't, like I don't know nobody
Ooh like, ooh like I know nobody
Like I know nobody, like I don't know nobody
(Oh you mad, huh?)
I I don't
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh oh you mad, huh?)